Yun Zhi looked at the shadow standing ahead with his back to her. With a flick of her right hand, a cyan-green wind blade shot toward the Dou Wang. A faint, piercing whistle of air being sliced through followed in its wake.
Xiao Yu, who had his back to Yun Yun, had originally planned to turn around in a dashing manner so that, after seeing his face, Yun Yun might go easier on him. Yet before he could turn, he felt a bone-chilling cold.
"Damn it, why isn't this following the usual script? Shouldn't you wait for me to turn around and say a few words?"
Though he said that, Xiao Yu was still maintaining the strength of a Dou Wang. He could easily evade Yun Yun's casual attack. Without turning back, the Dou Qi wings on his back flapped fiercely, sending him straight into the sky. He executed a backward aerial flip and narrowly avoided Yun Yun's strike.
Turning to look at Yun Yun's figure still wrapped in a black robe, Xiao Yu pretended not to recognize her. With a flick of his hand, the Thousand-Flames Spear appeared in his palm. Its tip pointed at Yun Yun.
"Hmph! Didn't expect that, did you? I'm actually this young. If you want to pass through here today, you'll have to step over my body!"
Yun Yun stared at the figure before her in astonishment. If not for Xiao Yu's familiar face, she would never have believed that this Dou Wang she had pursued all the way here was actually that little Dou Zhe from the Magic Beast Mountain Range.
Recalling those warm days in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, Yun Yun felt a warmth rise in her heart. But seeing Xiao Yu dare to point his spear at her, even knowing